Week #3 Summary.
This week my units Friday to Thursday were 8,8,10,8,8,10,11 (0AF) = 63. Yikes!
Well I drank every day this week. I haven't done that in a while and I have to admit that I am sort of back "in routine" of drinking at night after work. With NAL every time. I am back to enjoying my booze, looking forward to getting home and having a few. I don't feel the NAV directly as much as the first couple of weeks. The drinking seems more like old times.
It is a little unsettling but I am trusting the process and going with it. There are still differences. I used to drink to "pass out"/oblivion and would wake up and look at my vodka bottle hoping there was a lot left and that I hadn't had 12-20 units. Towards the end of my bad times, I had to keep only about 15 units on hand - enough to give me enough of a fix to almost knock me out. I worked my way around the liquor stores in town so they didn't see me on a daily basis, but I had to get to one each day. If I had any more on hand, it would get drank and I would really hurt the next day. Once in a while, I might have a late function at work and panic if I wasn't going to get to the store before closing time.
Every night this week, I have poured out drinks before bed, or come down to the kitchen and seen that I drank less than I thought. I haven't had a brutal headache, and I still dream when I sleep which I never did before. I could hardly sleep before. I am far more clear headed the next day than before as well. It is a noticable difference.
Now, to save money on buying smaller amounts each day, I have a very large bottle of Vodka on hand and am working my way through it. Before, I would never have been able to hold off destroying it and myself quickly. So I guess the drinking is up, but it still sort of feels, "controlled". I don't feel like I am spiralling out of control. I know that to a non-drinker that number would be absurd.
For example, it is 12:30 pm on a Saturday. The NCAA Final 4 is on tonight, and I am going to clean the garage and drink later on. If this was my past, I would be itching right now (badly) trying to hold off drinking so that I didn't ruin the whole day. Or else, I would be drinking right now...planning to sleep it off from around 4-6pm. Get up and go for round 2. I would probably not make it through the first game without being out cold, and I would likely have to wake up and check the internet to find out who won. Even if I had stayed awake, I might not remember it.
Last night, I watched a full baseball game and part of another game after that, while drinking my juice, vodka and carbonated water. I remember it well and made it to bed. I got up this morning thinking that I had consumed 11 units, but to my surprise there was 2 units left undrank, so it was 9.
While drinking now, I hear a little, "positive voice" telling me to slow down, asking if I should stop, do I really need a refill, wait a little longer before pouring again, etc. When in full addiction before without NAL, I never heard that voice after about the 3rd unit and there was no slowing down possible, unless I was at a work event, when I would white-knuckle it after 3 drinks, knowing that when I got home 10 more units were waiting (at least) to finish off the night.
Also, for the first two weeks of this NAL drinking, I just stayed away from my wife when I started drinking. She is understandably scarred from the past few years and I would often get into stupid arguments with her that I would regret in the morning and half the time, not even remember. We sort of agreed after a while, when it seemed I couldn't stop drinking, that as soon as I started we would stay apart. But as soon as she smelt it, or saw my red face, she would stay away and refuse to talk to me. I don't blame her one bit, by the way.
Now as I drink, I find myself getting all silly and lovey dovey with her and wanting to tell her over and over how much I love her, appreciate her, etc. I get more loving, rather than irritating and more evil.
Last night she went to kiss me after I had had a few. I turned away, as I respect her so much that I don't want her to smell it. I told her I had drank some. She told me to kiss her anyway with a big smile. She said, 'I might as well get used to it'. I take that to mean that, like me, she is slowly rewiring her reaction to my drinking. I am not the jerk I was before after drinking. She must be able to see the difference that drinking on NAL makes. I take that as a good sign, even though the numbers are up. (My wife is the best.)
I still liken my alcoholism to being possessed by a Demon. I always felt like I was possessed by a Demon that talked to me all day, telling me to go to the liquor store. As soon as I started to drink, it would take right over...cause me to drink waaaaaay more than I should, make me say the stupidest and worst things to my wife, like it was trying to ruin me. I feel like the NAL has kept the Demon at bay. I seem to be able to stop at 8-12 units. I stay the "good" guy that I am while drinking, I don't turn into the jerk.
That's where I am at. In reading other people's stories, I figure I have a couple more weeks like this before hopefully, I can work it down. I am hoping my brain is getting the treatment that it needs. It does feel like something's going on up there. As I said before, I am trying to get all my feelings down as truthfully as possible for myself, and for others who will follow after me. Nick's journal is very helpful to me, and I read similar stuff there which gives me hope.
By for now. I am looking forward to watching some hoops tonight with my kids and some NAL drinking. This better work.
